The Bracken Woods 'cause even here we're scared to bruise

She is so sick. When she wakes in the morning she coughs phlegm from deep within her chest, and when she goes to sleep at night she can feel it rattle. Nothing she takes helps her get better. No herbs would help her now, the illness would have to run its course. She rises late, sometime in the afternoon. Morbidly she thinks that if she is to die, she will not do it within the Sanctuary. Hopefully it does not come to that; Eris is a fighter. She's confident she can pull through. It is by chance she runs across Alarian. She blinks and rubs the crust from her eyes to make sure it is truly him (although she believes really, she couldn't mistake him for anyone) and she coughs before she can talk. Hey, bud.